The life of Shakspere by the editorD. Appleton, 1876 |
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... stand out from amongst the mass , having its own fit expression of thought and passion ; how the wife or the mother , the sister or the mistress , might be there to uphold the hero , even as the Englishwomen assisted their warriors ...
... stand out from amongst the mass , having its own fit expression of thought and passion ; how the wife or the mother , the sister or the mistress , might be there to uphold the hero , even as the Englishwomen assisted their warriors ...
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... stand between his legs , as he sat upon one of the benches , where we saw and heard very well . The play was called ' The Cradle of Security , ' wherein was personated a king or some great prince , with his courtiers of several kinds ...
... stand between his legs , as he sat upon one of the benches , where we saw and heard very well . The play was called ' The Cradle of Security , ' wherein was personated a king or some great prince , with his courtiers of several kinds ...
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... of Hermia upon it . The lines in the original stand thus : - - " Lys . Al me ! for aught that ever I could read . Could ever hear by tale or history , The course of true love never did run smooth : CHAP . V. 65 WILLIAM SHAKSPERE .
... of Hermia upon it . The lines in the original stand thus : - - " Lys . Al me ! for aught that ever I could read . Could ever hear by tale or history , The course of true love never did run smooth : CHAP . V. 65 WILLIAM SHAKSPERE .
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... stand , as in the yard open to the sky of the public playhouses . There were small rooms cor- responding with the private boxes of existing theatres . A portion of the audience , including those who aspired to the distinction of critics ...
... stand , as in the yard open to the sky of the public playhouses . There were small rooms cor- responding with the private boxes of existing theatres . A portion of the audience , including those who aspired to the distinction of critics ...
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... stand upon equal terins with his eminent friend Burbage , in the following bequest : - " To my fellows , John Ilemynge , Richard Burbage , and Henry Condell , twenty - six shillings eight - pence apiece , to buy them rings . " In 1619 ...
... stand upon equal terins with his eminent friend Burbage , in the following bequest : - " To my fellows , John Ilemynge , Richard Burbage , and Henry Condell , twenty - six shillings eight - pence apiece , to buy them rings . " In 1619 ...
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Сторінка 109 - This England never did (nor never shall) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, if England to itself do rest but true.
Сторінка 366 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Exit POINS. P. Hen. I know you all, and will awhile uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness ; Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours that did seem to strangle him.
Сторінка 29 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid on a dolphin's back Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song, And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Сторінка 310 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Сторінка 495 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Сторінка 333 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. DUCHESS. Alack, poor Richard! where rode he the whilst? YORK. As in a theatre the eyes of men After a well-grac'd actor leaves the stage Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious; Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on gentle Richard; no man cried 'God save him!
Сторінка 341 - I have been studying how I may compare This prison where I live unto the world: And for because the world is populous, And here is not a creature but myself, I cannot do it; yet I'll hammer it out.
Сторінка 475 - Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then and call me gossip Quickly? coming in to borrow a mess of vinegar ; telling us she had a good dish of prawns; whereby thou didst desire to eat some ; whereby I told thee they were ill for a green wound...
Сторінка 221 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me ; Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form : Then, have I reason to be fond of grief.
Сторінка 418 - I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat, As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus And witch the world with noble horsemanship.